I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

In this nearly one year, Liu Qingchuan and Song Qingyan had not appeared in front of Song Qingqing for almost four months. But Song Junyue appeared in front of Song Qingqing every two or three days, either giving her food or drinks.

Song Qingqing didn't want to accept it, but she was just a five-year-old child. She had human rights, but they were not many, and she couldn't refuse.

She couldn't use the excuse that she didn't like the food, because Song Junyue bought what she liked to eat, and everyone knew it.

After Liu Qingchuan appeared, he was humble and did not do anything extra. When he saw Song Qingqing outside, he would give her some snacks.

Song Qingyan and the others also called her "sister" and "sister" very enthusiastically.

Song Qingqing wanted to give everyone a few truth talismans and ask them to tell her what they had done in detail. But she couldn't, because she was just a five-year-old child. It was too outrageous and too coincidental, which would arouse Song Yuehao's suspicion. She could only let it go.

Song Junyue's family did such a great job that there was nothing to fault with them, and the attitudes of Song Junhao and his wife gradually changed.

Song Qingqing was a child, even if she knew that they were still intent on evil, but without the right occasion and the right evidence, she could only follow the adults. After all, if she made a scene, it would only make her loved ones sad and her enemies happy, and she might even lose her naturally advantageous home ground.

After Song Qingqing started elementary school, Song Junyue's family treated him better and were very considerate in front of others.

He just liked to whisper to her occasionally in bed. If Song Qingqing didn't have spiritual awareness and could hear it from upstairs, she would probably have believed them.

Just now, 7-year-old Song Qingqing, who is in the second grade and is very smart and outgoing, heard Song Junyue and his wife whispering about her.

Song Junyue spoke softly, "How is it on your side? Does Qingqing trust you completely? Does she rely on you?"

"She was very friendly to me, and she happily accepted any gifts I gave her. She definitely had a good impression of me."

Song Qingqing: "..." Song Junhao and his wife gave Song Qingyan and the other two so many things. If they don't take some back, it will be a big loss. They keep muttering about us from time to time. Shouldn't we get some spiritual compensation?

"Qingqing is very eloquent and smarter than I thought. We don't have to wait until she's 10. We can let her know that we are her biological parents when she's 8."

"Okay, then I'll find someone to arrange it. Find a few people to scare her, and then I'll go save her. This will make her more grateful to me and more dependent on me."

"Don't overdo it. If it's too serious, my second brother and his wife will investigate."

"Don't worry, it's just a scare."

Song Qingqing: "..." This couple is really good at acting, and they have so many scenes. If they put their energy and time into making money, they would have become rich long ago. Why would they still need to stare at other people's pockets?

After listening to this, Song Qingqing turned over and went to sleep, trying to respond to all changes with the same attitude.

Three days later, Zhao Yuanfei smiled and said, "Qingqing, Mom has something to do today. Can you come back with your cousin after school? You can just wait for your cousin at the old place."

"Ok."

After school time.

Song Qingyan and Song Wanning waited and waited, but Song Qingqing didn't come out.

Song Wanning was unhappy, "Song Qingqing, what's wrong with you? Why are you so slow? It's been 10 minutes since school ended, and you haven't come out yet. It's really annoying."

"Shut up, let Song Qingqing hear it, go home and complain, then do you want to be beaten?"

Song Wanning: "..." That damn girl, she has no moral integrity and always complains. And my parents always stand on her side.

Song Qingqing knew that Song Junyue and his wife had something to ask for, so when Song Qingyan and the other two secretly provoked her, she would directly complain. Then someone would take care of the three of them, saving time and effort. Song Qingyan and the others no longer dared to provoke Song Qingqing in person, but instead greeted her cordially.

"Song Qingqing is here, don't cause trouble, just send her home and we'll be done." Then Song Qingyan waved his hand, "Qingqing, here."

Song Qingqing and Song Qingyan walked home together, which was only 800 meters away.

Song Qingyan didn't want to talk to Song Qingqing at all, but Song Junyue and his wife had told him not to provoke Song Qingqing for no reason and that they should get along with each other in a friendly manner, so they could only chat occasionally for no reason.

Song Qingyan walked halfway and took Song Wanning's hand to buy the roast duck legs that Liu Qingchuan asked them to buy.

"Qingqing, wait for us here. We'll be back soon after buying the roast duck legs."

Song Qingqing narrowed her eyes, thinking of what Liu Qingchuan said about scaring her a few days ago, and grabbed Song Wanning's hand.

"Cousin, you go buy it. Cousin, stay and talk to me. I'm scared to be alone."

"This... I bought a lot of duck legs."

"There are only five people in your family. You can only buy five at most. Can't you take all five? Are you so weak with your size?"

"No, Wan Ning is better at choosing duck legs, let her choose."

Song Qingqing looked at him with a look of "How can you be so stupid?" "You can't even choose duck legs? For the same price, the bigger the better."

Song Qingyan winked at Song Wanning and asked her to think of a solution. He had no other ideas.

"I want to go buy duck legs with my brother and take a look at the whole duck."

Song Qingqing was unhappy. "Cousin, do you hate me? You would rather look at a roasted black dead duck than me. In your eyes, am I not even as good as a duck?"

Song Qingqing looked at me as if if you dare to say yes, I will dare to sue you.

"No." No way. I hate you so much. Why do people always follow you? I am obviously prettier and more talented than you.

"Then stay with me, cousin. Go buy them quickly, as more and more people will come. If all the big duck legs are taken away, you will lose a lot."

Song Qingyan left with some worry: "Mom asked me to take my little sister to buy duck legs, should it be okay if I don't bring her?" Wan Ning is quite smart, if something happens, she will definitely run away.

Song Qingqing used her spiritual sense to look around, but did not see Liu Qingchuan. Instead, she heard two teenage boys whispering at the corner.

"A seven-year-old girl with a blue school bag."

Song Qingqing looked at herself and Song Wanning. They were about the same height, had similar body shapes, and wore the same school uniform. The biggest difference was their schoolbags. She carried a cute pink schoolbag, while Song Qingqing carried a simple blue schoolbag.

Song Qingqing took off the schoolbag she was carrying and placed it at their feet. "I wonder when my cousin will be back? It must be tiring to carry the schoolbag. Cousin, just put it on the ground."

Song Wanning thought about it and agreed. The 4-jin schoolbag was indeed quite heavy, so she put it at her feet.

Song Qingqing immediately ran to the other side, "It smells so good! Chicken wings with rice, I want to eat it, cousin, you look at the schoolbag here, I'll go buy one and bring you one."

"Okay, you go."

Song Qingqing walked towards the store 8 meters away: Liu Qingchuan, you have done evil, so let your daughter suffer the consequences.

Song Qingqing and Song Wanning look a bit alike, and the two boys are a bit face-blind, so they made the mistake.

The two of them walked past Song Wanning, talking and laughing, then their faces changed. The chubby boy pointed at Song Wanning and started scolding her, with a particularly fierce expression.

"You damn girl, how can you be so wicked? You actually called me fat. What does my fatness have to do with you? Have I eaten your rice?"

Song Wanning looked confused and said fearfully, "I didn't scold you."

Another accomplice of the boy said, "You still dare to quibble. You called my friend a dead fat pig. How can you say such cold words with your mouth at 37 degrees Celsius? Apologize immediately. Otherwise, I will never let you go."